September 17, 2021


We have barely breached the border of 5782, yet entered a place of marvel and mystery. A leap year has come to call, not with a few extra days, but enough moments to make a month!

Days drift and hearts wander and both need to remember where they belong. So just in time, for the sake of time, a leap comes.

Listen! My beloved! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice. My beloved spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.” Song of Songs 2:8-10 NIV

I adore that this stanza from Song of Songs is full of exclamation points!! Listen! Look! Look again! A leap has come! A leaper!

To leap or dalaq is to “climb, spring over, move or act quickly.”  This motion comes with a King who will lead us to leap over what separates us from His presence and all the enemy puts in the way.

Leaping lets us be moved, sets us in motion to recognize a coming King and join Him in a skip and song that never need end. For we can recognize Him everyday, and in His goodness He will give us added days in which to discover each day holds the secret that holy moments are far too rare.

This wild King comes to re-wild us. For leaps require imagination. We must believe there is something across the chasm, beyond the doubt of our own limits and His limitlessness.

He peers through the lattice to reconcile us to the truth that there is space enough to enlarge and the enemy’s plan is full of holes.

Sunrise is world’s walls, sunset its edges. The whole world is inside awaiting our entrance, our wedding procession.

In an enlarged year, there is room for more. More of Him and more of us. This is a marriage made in Heaven. He shines through sealed windows and closed curtains, a Groom calling a re-wilded Bride, into the whole of the world. A world that needs to be made whole. We can block the rays by closing our eyes and hoarding our hearts, yet can we really help peeking, for we have longed to leap with our Lover.  Linger with Love.

A sphere of hot plasma reminds us to burn like the sun. Like the Son. The sun sparks each and every day.  The moon waxes and wanes. The sun never ceases, it simply sets. There are no two days where the moon’s light is the same. His constancy brings our change.

It is time for us to be in hot pursuit. To leap or dalaq which means “to kindle, to burn, chase, hotly pursue.”

There is a harmony to herald. A reuniting to reply to. To be reconciled is to be ransomed. Heaven moves and time stands still. This razor’s edge is the place of possibility. The precipice of presence. Our response may be a series of small steps, but they will equal a giant leap.

He gives us new days and days renewed because He is unafraid of empty easel, blank page and bare stage. He knows each day holds paint, print and play, that we might soul stare long and deep enough to pave a path to the joined place. The promised land.

Each day is home to a genesis, house to an exodus and hope for a genesis to come. What always was, what is, what is yet to come. Every one holds the key to unlock the incorruptible part of us. The portion that holds fast to being One.

We were made to recognize Him. This is where the reconciling of time is lain. Our response to His coming, remaining, never leaving causes time to skip a beat and meet us right where we are, with all we’ve ever needed. Day by beautiful day.

Upon Elizabeth’s first meet of a King yet to crown, she had no physical sign of her own babe inside. Until that moment. Until the impossible inside her leapt at a womb full of possibility.

Her babe leapt. The Hebrew word is dalaq which is no tender twitch. It is a springing step, a wondrous whirl, a joyous jump. Worship of King, not yet crowned.

Leap joined, Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. She began to speak of things she had not yet known, as if they had always been. She recognized that it was Christ Mary carried. And she confessed.

In 1 Kings 18:21, Elijah asked the people how long they would limp instead of leap. Those he prophesied to had left their legs too long. They loitered in the choice between a God Who was true and another whose foundation was false. “How long till you leap?” Elijah said. “How long till you follow?”

With you I can run through a whole troop of men, with my God I can leap a wall. Psalm 18:29

To leap a wall with Him is time travel! This is where we reconcile time, restore it to a fullness not yet found, but waiting.

Listen! Look! Look! Leap! For a not yet awakened sky talks in its sleep. With sun and moon, crowned with shimmering stars and galaxy robed.

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a sitting on the throne at noon, a pageant in the evening.  Wallace Stevens